Friday, December 28, 2007

Happy Birthday Gramps

Today would have been, well, I think my Grandpa's 82 or 83 birthday....

Even though the last few years of his life were riddled with confusion and dimensia, I somehow still want him around. I miss him, and it makes me really sad that he won't be around to see my kids, and listen to what I'm doing, and give his unsolicited opinion on EVERYTHING!! (I even miss that).

I didn't think, when I went to the funeral, that I would cry. I had prepared myself fairly extensively before he died, or so I had thought. But then the day came, and I was a teary mess. I couldn't even get up to tell the story I had prepared. The story about how every night when he passed the room my sister and I played in after dinner he would grab our toes and recite "This little piggy went to market," and he would laugh so histerically every time. Even when Jillian and I were well into our teens...He'd flub the lines up every now and then, but he was so intent on grabbing every toe. I miss it now. Still, as I write this, I'm getting all welled up. I don't know what it is, but he was my only Grandpa I ever knew, and he was the greatest :) sure he had his problems, but he was such a genuine guy that stuck to his beliefs that I can do nothing but admire him. He was true to those he loved, and he loved me...oh gramps...